Pablo is from Jalisco and has spent three years in Phoenix supporting his three children and his wife in Jalisco. After getting pulled over for going through a stop sign, Pablo was unable to provide and ID and he was sent immediately to jail for three months. We talked a whole lot about the importance of education. Through his work and support from the states he has been able to send his three girls to school and even provide his house with a computer. The day before he left he bought this bike in a market as a gift for his biggest girl. He knew that I love to bike so he joked that he was biking back home. Man I was half way back to the apartment to get my bike to join him! It will be the first time he has seen his family in a year and half.
Sergio and three friends from Honduras all arrived on the train a couple days ago. I have had the opportunity to spend a lot of time learning about Sergio and his life and hopes. I showed him and his friends a shelter that they could stay at for three nights and then he and I walked through the center yesterday looking for work that he could jump into for a couple months. (There is literally nothing and as a Honduran without papers, the prospect is even more bleak) At 8 his parents both died and he lived on the streets on Honduras working and getting by until he turned 18. He then walked his way around Central America looking for work and getting to know every country bordering Honduras. After a long month and a half of travel, he finally arrived here in Nogales. He is an incredible individual and while the future for Sergio is goign to be quite difficult, I am blessed to have had the chance to meet him. He asked me what I live for, and I told him some corny answer about meeting people and talking with people, I asked him the same question and he told me that he feels called to be a doctor...
Ma, remember this shirt? It is one of the thousands of shirts we have prepared to give away during the busy season. Given the climate many migrants wait until November and December to attempt to cross the desert. I found this shirt in a box I was sorting, I think I had one about the same size a couple years back...
FREE HAIRCUTS! Man it reminded me of the Ox. There is a beauty school in Nogales and they brought at least ten of their students to El Modelo De Repartacion, a common hangout spot of the migrants, and they cut hair. A lot of hair. We had some good looking migrants coming in for food that afternoon.
6th edition of the newsletter:
http://www.docstoc.com/docs/55664317/UPC-9-27
No comments:
Post a Comment